After exile, I counterattacked with the farm space

Chapter 21 Relief
That night, he rested at the inn for the night, and continued on his way after the government government checked and signed the list of exiles the next day.

But because of Cheng Weiyao's reason, Qinghe Prince's Mansion had more supplies than everyone else, the imperial concubine's natal family was jealous, they didn't dare to talk in front of Wen Chengyun, and turned their heads to the imperial concubine to blow their ears.

"I know you have a good heart and soft ears, and your family Cheng Yun is also a gentle person, but look at the Cheng Weiyao you married, how does he look like a good wife and mother? That arrogant and powerful demeanor, even on the road of exile. Wouldn't the sky be turned upside down if you keep your feet on the ground?"

"Isn't that so, which family's young lady behaves like this? I feel apprehensive when I look at it. If I don't take care of it now, I will definitely ride on your head in the future..."

A few gossiping women visited the wing room where the imperial concubine lived, and when they came in, they dragged her to gossip. She felt her head was getting big just reading, but she was embarrassed to open her mouth to drive people away due to affection, so she had to hold her head and listen.

Wen Chengming saw that his mother was forced to open the business, and immediately ran to Cheng Weiyao and Wen Chengyun's room to ask for help. His elder brother and sister-in-law are smart, and they must have a way!

When entering the door, Wen Chengyun was reading a book on the table in the outer room, while Cheng Weiyao was sitting on the bed in the inner room, worrying about how to arrange the night. It was obviously unrealistic to sleep in separate rooms, and she was not mentally prepared to sleep in the same bed, otherwise she would make the bed Lay the floor for Wen Chengyun himself?
Wen Chengming's unexpected help just broke the weird harmony between the two.

"Go and see for my husband, madam, rest."

Wen Chengyun got up from the table, put down the scroll in hand, and planned to read it. His mother was weak, and she might have to chat with those women until late, and she had to go on her way tomorrow...

"Mother's side is a group of girls. You will suffer a lot if you go there. There is a word called a guilty conscience. It is me who is talking about it. Don't worry, I will scare them..."

Cheng Weiyao opened the curtain and quickly walked out of the inner room, walked to the table, and put one hand on Wen Chengyun's shoulder, while she quietly glanced at the scroll he was reading from the corner of her eye.

Originally thought that Wen Chengyun's city government mostly read books related to military law and politics, but he didn't expect to read local humanistic anecdotes. Is this person pretending to be in the details or is it really simple...

Wen Chengyun pursed his lips, sat down again, and agreed.

Cheng Weiyao sent Wen Chengming back to the room to rest, while she went downstairs to ask for a basin of hot water, took it and stood outside the imperial concubine's wing, knocking lightly on the door.

"Mother, are you asleep?"

The women in the side room changed their faces when they heard the sound, and they all stopped silently for a moment, not daring to make a sound.

"No, is Wei Yao okay? I'm a little tired today..."

The imperial concubine received the looks of the women asking for help, so she had no choice but to speak out, trying to politely reject Cheng Weiyao.

Wen Chengming didn't close the door when he went out, but the door seemed to be closed, but it opened with a slight push and a creak.

Cheng Weiyao pretended to be blown away by the wind, and looked at everyone in surprise: "Mother's room is so lively, what interesting things are you talking about, why don't you tell me?"

As soon as Cheng Weiyao's words came out, the women's faces turned red with embarrassment. The most embarrassing thing was to bump into the rightful owner while telling stories behind their backs.

"It's all short stories from childhood, weird and boring, what is Wei Yao?"

The imperial concubine took the initiative to smooth things over, and she was a little hesitant when her eyes fell on the water basin in Cheng Weiyao's hand.

"Wake up three hundred steps in the morning and have a pot of soup in the evening. I see that my mother is usually weak and weak. Ginger foot bath is good for relieving cold hands and feet..."

Cheng Weiyao arrived in front of the imperial concubine with a water basin in her hand. There were some slices of ginger floating in the hot water, and the hot steam moved the imperial concubine a little.

"He has a heart, he really has a heart. Qinghe Prince's Mansion is really lucky, such a filial daughter-in-law can't be found even with a lantern!"

"Isn't it? I'm so envious of seeing it. Your family Chengyun is really lucky to marry Weiyao. Unlike my daughter-in-law, she's a boring gourd and doesn't know how to love others..."

The women thoroughly implemented the term "grass on the wall", and immediately said good things about Cheng Weiyao according to the wind.

"Aunts and aunts, please be polite. The feet are the roots of people, and the feet decline first when they are old. Foot baths can nourish the kidneys best during Haishi, and this time is when the kidney meridian qi and blood are the weakest..."

Cheng Weiyao didn't care about the repeated faces of the people, good or bad were all commented by others, just be yourself.

"Although we are living a bit of a bitter life now, but to have fun in the bitterness, we should maintain our health..."

This theory of health preservation instantly moved the women's hearts. How can a woman not be afraid of getting old, she immediately stood up and said goodbye.

The room that was still full just now suddenly became deserted, and the imperial concubine felt that her breathing was much easier, and she knew that Cheng Weiyao had come here specially to rescue her, so she opened her mouth to thank her.

"Mother, there is no need to say more polite words. The road to exile is difficult and long. Taking care of your health is more important than a thousand words. You are waiting, I will go back first."

Cheng Weiyao intercepted the imperial concubine's words. Everything she did now was for Wen Chengyun's favor, and she came here with a purpose, so this thank you words always sounded a bit awkward.

These days, she can be seen that the imperial concubine of Qinghe Palace is poor in physical fitness, even the young Wen Chengming can run and jump.

But the imperial concubine couldn't do it, her face turned pale and her thighs trembled after she couldn't walk too far.

The imperial concubine nodded lightly. After Cheng Weiyao closed the door and left, she stood in front of her door and hesitated for a long time before pushing the door open.

To her surprise, Wen Chengyun had already consciously laid down on the floor and fell asleep soundly. Cheng Weiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and after blowing out the lights in the room, she walked around him and climbed onto the bed lightly.

The room was silent, and soon there was only the sound of even and long breathing. In the dark, Wen Chengyun opened his eyes, glanced at the direction of the bed, and then closed his eyes again.

When the cock crowed the next day, Wang Gang and the officials knocked on the door one by one, urging everyone to get up and get ready to go.

After washing and tidying up, everyone gathered in the lobby of the inn. Cheng Weiyao looked at the sleepy Wen Liyu and Wen Chengming, feeling a little uneasy. Why didn't the imperial concubine come?

"My mother hasn't arrived yet, I'll go and see."

Wen Chengyun obviously also noticed this problem, and walked straight to the upstairs wing, Cheng Weiyao also hurriedly followed.

The door of the wing room was locked from the inside out, and no one answered when the two knocked on the door. At this time, the imperial concubine in the wing room was really unable to get up. She was sweating profusely on her forehead, and her face was pale. like a piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)